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Tricia Through the Looking Glass
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Category:
Fantasy
Publisher: IM Light Publishing
ISBN-10: 1511607904
Type: Fiction
Pages: 599
Copyright: April 4, 2015
ISBN-13: 9781507721728
Price: $7.99 (eBook)
Neerah and Joelnar find themselves evading not only Lord Darkwind, but also the Guardians of Starfall—religious zealots who believe that only Neerah’s death can save their world. With the advice of the mysterious Ethereals to guide her, Neerah struggles to retrieve the pieces of the Starstone and save Danaria from the darkness that threatens her world.
Two centaras ago, at the end of the war, the Starstone was broken into three pieces. Scattered across the land, the pieces were soon forgotten, and Danaria found a relative peace. Now, one piece of the Starstone has resurfaced, and Lord Darkwind is determined to capture it, along with the one person who can direct its powers. Thrust into the search for the Starstone, Neerah and Joelnar find themselves evading not only Lord Darkwind, but also the Guardians of Starfall—religious zealots who believe that only Neerah’s death can save their world. With the advice of the mysterious Ethereals to guide her, Neerah struggles to retrieve the pieces of the Starstone and save Danaria from the darkness that threatens her world.
Excerpt
Cocooned in her own inner peace, Neerah listened for a different kind of sound. She listened for the tones of the forbidden singing stones.
Ever since the War for the Starstone—a war begun over an especially beautiful Aurisen and her ability to use the Starstone to create and destroy worlds—the ability to manipulate energy had been rigidly regulated. To that end, all children between the ages of two and four were tested to determine their potential. Those judged above ‘norm’ were taken away, either to be trained or to have their abilities neutered—no one wanted another energy manipulator like Lord Darkwind running loose, so those with too much potential had to be neutralized.
Neerah had failed the test, which made her normal like most everyone else. This made her all the more surprised when, several months ago, she discovered her ability to hear the music created by different stones and crystals.
At first, all she heard were brief single notes that seemed to pop out of someone’s ring or necklace when she brushed against them. But then she had come to her favorite spot by the brook to enjoy the peace that only nature brought her, and she had heard more music—some pleasant, some not.
She had been sitting on a log near the edge of the brook, when she noticed a light blue stone partially embedded in the mud. When she had picked it up, it had sung to her. Just three notes. Three clear, precise notes. But in those notes was the image of wispy clouds in a blue sky, the feeling of a gentle breeze, and the smell of fresh cut hay; all the joy of a sunny day wrapped up in three little notes.
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